Brian Helgeland - Mystic River - Grieving Death Of Daughter [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Jimmy Markum]
It's nice isn't it? To sit out here...I couldn't stand lookin' through the fridge tryin' to find room for all that food we're gonna throw away in the next few days... I just can't let anything get f--ked up in these next few days, cause that's all anybody will remember about. There's one thing you could say about Katie even when she was little - that girl was neat.

When I got outta the joint, you know, after Marita died, I remember I was more afraid of my little daughter than I ever was of bein' in prison. I loved her, the most. 'Cause when we were sittin' in that kitchen that night, it was like we were the last two people on earth. You know, forgotten, unwanted. And it's really startin' to piss me off, Dave, because I can't cry for her. My own little daughter and I can't even cry for her... I just want to hug her one more time. She was nineteen f--kin' years old.